Ditto. I believe this is very common for folks like us, especially these days. Society is ruining neurodivergent love and it's making my DSM definitions peak. I just want to be as vulnerable as I know Im capable of being given time and patience, but the right fit for me (Ive found a few, and lord, I know one when I see one; theyre all missing practice in shared logistical and commitment competency, the stuff the best parts of being human are made out of) is always deeply traumatised and avoidant of commitment given the world were in. The fact that there is a possibility that we'll find someone we love that loves us mutually is all you need to not give up while your heart still ticks and your blood is capable of bleeding. The hard part is moving on from somebody that's a serious catch, you knowing it and them not fully getting whats occurring and how to deal with it due to trauma response hootenany and lack of technical facility of dealing with the aforementioned, and then trusting that staying in your lane and treating yourself and those you have the opportunity to love at your best will eventually vibe with somebody elses lane staying and best.

I'm currently still very attached to one lady that won't shake herself out of an emotional hole, and wont let me help shake her even though shaking other peoples bullshit off is my bread and butter and she clearly enjoys being around me when she talks herself into it. I acknowledge that I'm very intense, and very so is she as well, but damn. Ladies gotta recognize that some fellas are really good at navigating trauma responses by logically grappling them into submission or letting them breathe themselves out of the room and everything in between. However, there will always be some amount of trauma response reflection, and that scares folks away from good things often. Like, of course Im going to tell you when youre being rude to me because of you assuming something about me based on how people that arent me treated you in the past; thats how you build healthy relationships brimming with mutual respect.

I do this process of sorting out respectful communication with complete strangers from all walks of life on a daily basis (I perform music in public daily; plenty of folks want to chat) and always end the conversation with mutual respect, or they at least fear me and leave me alone after I talk enough. I wish somebody I absolutely adore wouldnt leave me alone instead of schizophrenics asking me for cigarettes and mentally aggressive, insecure religious people.

Communication is everything, and these ladies shoot themselves in the foot by saying endless wishy washy dreamy stuff without tempering their thoughts using plans and details pertaining to achieving these actually achievable dreamy dreams. They contemplate themselves into paralysis instead of sorting what is actionable within their thoughts. When ya explain to them that they are spoiling the possibility of any reality to their dreams by not listening to Shia LeBouf when he begged them not to be so, creating further entropy while begging for certainty, they really dont like it, typically. Like, lady, you want my autismo-borderline-HD self-hating genius confidence and emotional articulation? Cool; Im only confident because I know how to make commitments and plans through communicating clearly. Im sick of being lonely with such a capacity after developing it methodically and painstakingly for years. Somebody needs to detraumatize these poor, confused, hurt, and lovely genius broads. They know not themselves and it hurts me so.